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“I’m not on—" I didn’t finish, as he pushed his huge dick between my slit.

“Damn. You gotta relax,” he whispered. “You tensing up, and I can barely get in.”

I winced and tucked my lips into my mouth. “It’s too big.”

He paused, and stared at me. “But I thought that I couldn’t handle this pussy?”

“Fuck you.” I leaned back on my hands, allowing him to bury himself deeper.

“Yeah. Like that,” he huffed, while smoothly gliding in and out of my womb, causing my secretions to lather his dick.

Looking at the cocky expression on his face, I knew that I needed to show him who he was fucking. Even if he was the biggest, I’d ever seen.

“Wait.” I placed my hand on his chest again. “Get down on the floor.”

Asking no questions, he pulled out of me, and laid on the tiled floor. After easing off the counter, I straddled him. I then lifted my ass, ensuring that my slit met with the tip of his dick, before sitting down.

I gritted my teeth, as I could feel him in my stomach. Feeling immense pressure, I fought through it, and tucked my feet underneath me. Now squatting on the dick, I bounced.

“Oh, fuck,” Breeze whispered, as he smacked my ass.

Grabbing my knees, I bounced hard, causing my ass to slap his thighs.

Gazing down at him, I watched him lick his lips, while I was riding his dick.

“Damn, Summer. You gone make me cum.”

“Tell me,” I breathed out. “Tell me before you cum.”

“Fuck,” he grunted. “Too late.”

“Nigga, what?” I paused, while still sitting on his dick. “I know you didn’t fucking cum in me.”

He lightly smiled. “My bad. You shouldn’t have been riding it like that. What you want me to do?”

I rolled my eyes, as I dismounted him. “Whatever.” I climbed to my feet.

“Whatever?” he repeated, as he sat up, before standing up. “You mad?”

Sauntering out of the bathroom, I could feel his semen seeping out of me.

“Summer,” he uttered, following me into my room.

“What?” I spun around.

He approached me, and wrapped his arms around me. “You mad at me?” He kissed my lips. “Hmm?”

I pulled my head back. “Stop kissing me and make me cum again.”

He smirked. “Lay down, then.”

Following instructions, I laid on my bed, and he climbed in after me. I peeped that his dick was still hard, as he slid between my legs.

Tucking his hands underneath my armpits, he gripped my shoulders, and pumped that dick inside of me. Sensually, he flexed in and out of me, while sloppily tongue-kissing me.

Soon, we were rolling around on the mattress, until I landed on top. As I sat up, he cuffed my titties.

We locked eyes, as I worked my hips. He toyed with my nipple, as I wobbled my ass.